Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 172 Tang Chen's Death: The Beginning of the Allied Forces' Defeated Struggle

"Devil King, disintegrate!"

The roar of "No Thieves Under Heaven" tore through the sky.

Before the words were finished, the massive Demon King suddenly split apart, and five mechs shot off in different directions like meteors.

Almost at the same instant, a blood-red sword light that stretched across the sky swept past the spot where the mecha had been standing.

hum-

The space groaned in agony, overwhelmed by the pressure.

Wherever the sword light passed, everything was annihilated, leaving only a bottomless void rift.

The sword energy, still powerful, pierced straight through the thirty-meter-thick city wall of Wuhun City.

The mountains and rivers along the way, stretching for dozens of miles, all vaporized, carving out an endless abyss in the ground.

A fierce wind swept through the city, carrying gravel, and a sandstorm blotted out the sun.

However, at the bottom of the pit, the balance of power suddenly reversed!

"Demon King, combine!"

Before the words "No Thieves Under Heaven" had even finished, in the blink of an eye, the Demon King completed a magnificent reorganization amidst the smoke and dust.

The next moment, the Overlord Chasing Wind Fist tore through the sand and wind, creating a hurricane-like roar, and shattered illusions with a single punch!
This punch was faster than the limits of vision.

Tang Chen's pupils had just contracted when the cyan-gold iron fist slammed into his chest.

He tried to dodge, but the backlash from forcibly activating the Asura Demon Sword brought his body to the brink of destruction, leaving him only able to watch helplessly as death descended.

boom--

A steel fist, as large as a small mountain, slammed into Tang Chen's body.

click-

With a crisp crack, countless cracks spread across his entire body, quickly covering it completely.

This once peerless Douluo, who once dominated the continent, is now falling apart like a piece of porcelain.

The thief slowly withdrew his iron fist, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Although he had personally killed this level 99 Limit Douluo, he knew very well that this was merely the last gasp of the enemy.

Otherwise, even if the Demon King were at his peak, he wouldn't be able to defeat a level 99 powerhouse.

Looking at Tang Chen, who was about to completely disappear, Tianxia Wuzei said, "Killing someone is like killing their spirit."

"Tang Chen." His voice came from the Demon King, "After you die, I will slaughter the entire Haotian Sect."

Tang Chen, who had been calm, suddenly widened his eyes.

"The earthworms in the ground must be split in half vertically, and the eggs must be shaken until the yolks are broken." The voice of "No Thief Under Heaven" carried a cruel laugh. "I will make the Haotian Sect extinct!"

"Beast, how dare you!"

Tang Chen's eyes were bloodshot, and his shattered body unleashed its last bit of strength.

He struggled to grab the Asura Demon Sword, but his arm turned to dust the moment it touched the hilt.

The demonic sword fell to the ground with a crisp clanging sound.

"Heh." Tianxia Wuzei scoffed. "What's there to be afraid of? I'm not as indecisive as that old man Qian Daoliu. You want to kill me, so why can't I wipe out your entire Tang family?!"

Tang Chen can only fool Qian Daoliu.

Everyone else killed his son, and he still keeps that bullshit agreement.

If it were a world without thieves, they would have already razed the Haotian Sect to the ground.

Tang Chen's face was contorted with rage. If looks could kill, the thieves in the world would have died thousands of times over.

Despite Tang Chen's roar, Tianxia Wuzei ignored it and continued to attack his mind.

"To ruin a thousand-year-old foundation for a woman, Tang Chen, you are the greatest sinner of the Haotian Sect!"

indeed.

From Tang Chen's perspective, it was indeed he who pushed the Haotian Sect into the abyss.

If it weren't for the desire to win a smile from a beautiful woman, the Haotian Sect could have continued to remain secluded and indifferent to worldly affairs.

With a level 99 Limit Douluo like him in charge, even if the Clear Sky Sect is in a bad situation, it can still survive in a remote corner.

Now that he's dead, who can preserve the Clear Sky Sect in the hands of the Spirit Hall?!
Tang Xiao?

He's just a level 97 Title Douluo; the Spirit Hall has at least a handful of them.

Moreover, his move has pushed Qian Daoliu to the brink, and Qian Daoliu will definitely not let the Haotian Sect off the hook.

Therefore, from Tang Chen's perspective, he was the one who pushed the Haotian Sect into the abyss.

"No!" Tang Chen roared in anguish, but his shattered body had already begun to dissipate into a bloody mist.

In the final moments of his life, this once powerful figure, who had looked down upon the world, finally shed tears of regret.

As the last wisp of dust was blown away by the wind, Tang Chen, the level 99 peerless Douluo, perished!

The people of Wuhun City seemed to wake from a dream, staring incredulously at the scene unfolding in the deep pit.

"Tang...Tang Chen, is he dead?!"

"He died at the hands of a thief-free world?!"

People muttered to themselves, simply unable to believe that a peerless Douluo would die at the hands of a mere teenager.

But the facts are right in front of them, and they have no choice but to believe them!
In the deep pit, Wu Zetian looked at the Asura Demon Sword on the ground, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes.

It's a divine artifact, a treasure that's extremely rare on the continent.

He was about to reach out and grab it, but the Asura Demon Sword seemed to have its own consciousness.

The sword tip points to the sky, ready to soar into the heavens at any moment.

"Hmph." The Thief Under Heaven scoffed. "Do you think you can get away with what I've set my sights on?!"

Although he no longer had the power to stop the Asura Demon Sword, he could still store it in the system space.

With a wave of his hand, the Asura Demon Sword was torn apart by a terrifying suction force and suddenly disappeared from its original spot.

In the realm of gods, a man clad in a blood-red robe slowly raised his eyes, his tone slightly surprised.

"Interesting. The Asura Demon Sword has actually lost contact with this God-King. It seems that something has happened on the continent that even this God-King cannot comprehend!"

In Wuhun City, Demon King slowly floated up from the deep pit.

No one underestimated the filthy steel behemoth.

After all, this steel behemoth was Wolf Annihilation, who had killed Tang Chen, a level 99 Limit Douluo!
You ask me what "Wolf Extinction" is?
That is, he's three points more than a "ruthless person," and even more domineering!
Even the Demon King was at his last gasp, but the Thieves Under Heaven still gritted their teeth and persevered.

"Tang Chen is dead, why don't you all obediently offer your necks for slaughter?!"

These words shattered the hopes of those who had just been holding on.

But some people are happy and some are sad.

When the Fallen Soul Masters of the Slaughter City learned of Tang Chen's demise, their faces contorted with madness.

"Hahaha, the King of Slaughter is dead. Now no one can restrain me anymore."

"The sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly! Only a fool would want to be enemies with the Spirit Hall. Goodbye, I'm not serving you anymore!"

The fallen soul masters scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing in all directions from Wuhun City.

They were all forced to participate in the battle by Tang Chen, originally just wanting to breathe some fresh air and then take revenge on the Spirit Hall.

Now that the opportunity to be free is within reach, only a fool would continue to fight the Spirit Hall to the death!
As the Fallen Soul Master was about to leave Wuhun City, Tianxia Wuzei's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"Uh--"

Those fallen soul masters who had just left Wuhun City collapsed to the ground and convulsed without warning.

The next moment, its entire body was covered in green, and within a few breaths, it turned into a pool of foul-smelling blood.

Above Wuhun City, Dugu Bo and the Porcupine Douluo stood side by side.

"Old poisoner, I never thought I'd be fighting alongside you one day!"

"Enough with the nonsense. I'm already furious that I can't use my poison techniques in Wuhun City."

Upon hearing this, the Porcupine Douluo chuckled.

"Let's see whose poison is stronger, using these fallen soul masters as examples!"

Dugu Bo snorted coldly and attacked directly, unleashing a cloud of poisonous mist.

Not to be outdone, the Porcupine Douluo swelled up, and its poisonous thorns rained down on the location of the Fallen Soul Master like a storm of pear blossoms.

I didn't act just now mainly because I was afraid of accidentally injuring my teammates.

Now that they are separated from the group, Dugu Bo and the Porcupine Douluo can use poison without any scruples.

"what!"

The screams of the fallen soul masters rose and fell, but without exception, they all fell on the edge of Wuhun City.

As a result, the battle situation in Wuhun City changed.

Without the interference of the Fallen Soul Masters, the small number of people brought by the three upper sects were simply not enough.

Looking down at Ning Fengzhi, whose face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water, Tianxia Wuzei smirked with murderous intent and thought coldly to himself.

"The hunting time begins!"

(End of this chapter)